Chapter 747: Shocking Monkey

Second bedroom, front hall.

Xiong Ren bowed and stood there, feeling uncomfortable all over, and secretly glanced at Cao Song who was above. Today, Cao Song was restless, so he didn't have to work in the yamen.

Since the incident involving Du Tian a few days ago, Xiong Ren was a little unsure. He didn't breathe a sigh of relief until he followed the Grand Manager of the West Mansion to the yamen several times and ended the matter.

In addition to the second general manager Xiong Ren and the eastern general manager Yu An, there are also several heads and officials, shopkeepers and the head of the village, and they are standing halfway.

Those who can survive the status of being a manager are all old men from the second house. They naturally know that Cao Song, the master, has a bad temper. Cao Song is irritable and has become famous since he was a child. It is because he is following Cao Yong and is bound by his elder brother, so he does not show off.

Cao Song sat in the main seat, with a dark face, and looked at the people in front of him coldly. Xiong Ren secretly complained in his heart, knowing that he respected his wife's life and disobeyed the Second Master, so he was afraid that it would be difficult to fool him.

Unexpectedly, Cao Song did not look at him, but said slowly: "Which one is Bai Er?"

Bai Er is the manager of the Gulou Shop. Because he was young and had little experience, he was standing in the second row. After hearing Cao Song’s question, he bowed his head and took two steps forward and said, “The younger one is Bai Er, and he has met the second master.”

Cao Song looked at him and turned to Yu An and said, "Is he your nephew? I heard that you recommended him to your wife?"

Yu An also watched Cao Song grow up, and there was no way he could tell that the second master was abnormal. He gritted his teeth and said, "It was recommended by the young lady. He used to work in the front yard and was responsible for the errands he bought."

Cao Song snorted coldly and said, "Come on, pull down this tragic slave who is against the Lord and beat him fifty."

Not only Bai Er was confused, but even Yu An was confused. He thought that Erye wanted to deal with Xiong Ren for the sake of the past few days, so why did he get involved with Bai Er again?

"Second Master, the little one is wronged, the little one is afraid..." Bai Er felt obedient and knelt down and said.

"'Injustice', 'Don't dare'?" Cao Song sneered and said, "My grandfather had ordered him to take over two shops. He would delay this time and dare to shout for justice? If he was a master, he would fart? He would beat him."

Bai Er still wanted to complain about his injustice. He was the nephew of the butler. He didn't dare to be too sensible if the person who pulled him down.

Seeing this, Cao Song felt so angry that he pointed at Bai Er and said, "Just beat him in the yard. If you don't beat this slave to the point of blooming, you will accompany you to the fifty board!"

With this sentence, who would not care about it? He stuffed a walnut into Bai Er's mouth and pulled it down and started to turn the board with a "splitting" sound.

Yu An only felt that cold sweat was coming out of his head, and he was really unreasonable, and he was already regretful. Although Bai Er was his nephew, he was raised by his son. He wanted to be an errand for several years and learn from his own housekeeper.

Fifty boards are just half a cup of tea.

Seeing Cao Song annoyed, no one dared to show mercy. Bai Erwushi took the board down and lay there and hummed.

Cao Song took a look and said to Andao: "He has dismissed his shop's responsibilities and was punished for errands. He will not be allowed to make up for errands for three years."

Although Yu An felt that his face had been lost, he did not dare to ask at this time. He bowed and said, "Yes, my son has written it down."

Everyone in the hall was gloating, the rabbit died and the fox was sad, the ulterior motives were all kinds of intestines.

Cao Song was too lazy to pay attention to it, and his eyes fell straight on Xiong Ren. Xiong Ren did not dare to look up. In front of his wife, he could make a few more excuses. He could not reason with this second master Mang. He only shouted injustice in his heart. If a wife spoke, what could he do like a slave?

"I don't have the good temperament of my uncle, and I won't slap it or give it a sweet date. I will know who is a useful slave and who is disobedient, that's it." Cao Song sneered: "Who is the master in this mansion? You have all grown abilities. You dare to fool what you say, what else can you dare not? Let's take it down, hit fifty boards, and teach you a lesson first."

Bai Er can beat him, but Xiong Ren is an old man in the mansion and the second housekeeper. Even if Yu An hopes that he will be beaten, he will have to pretend to be on his face and bow to persuade him: "Second Master, please calm down, the second housekeeper will be confused for a moment."

"Where did the second housekeeper come from? After getting the board, you will go to the farm to work. I will give you half a year. If you still make the job on the other end of the farm, then go home to retire." Cao Song said.

Finally, there is still hope, much better than Bai Er. Xiong Ren was mixed with emotion and could only confess his guilt honestly and was pulled out to be beaten.

Cao Song had already stood up from his seat and looked at everyone and said, "Only this time, if you still treat your words as a bad slave in the northwest wind in the future, you will be beaten to death!"

...

In a blink of an eye, it is the eighth day of the March 19th, the Birthday Day.

As the Sixteenth Prince said, due to the Northwest War, this year's Birthday Festival was just a formality and was not organized.

Cao Yong was still as calm as a mountain. He became familiar with his errands and became familiar with his colleagues. However, it was a yamen in the aftermath of the yamen, and his actions were an inspector. Therefore, he picked the mistakes from the official documents of the Ministry of Revenue every day, which made the atmosphere of the yamen quite serious.

Sometimes, Cao Yong found it funny. These six subjects were not censors, but they were the same as those in the censors. After eight years of his visit to Beijing, he did not attract impeachment from the censors in any year.

He was calm and composed, but the sixteenth prince couldn't sit still and went to the yamen to catch people every now and then.

Cao Yong knew that he was anxious about the 100,000 taels of gold business, and then said, "Sixteenth Master, now the 'buying' of the Ninth Master is just right, and the treasury is sufficient. What's the hurry?"

The sixteenth prince lowered his voice and said, "I'm not in a hurry, the emperor is in a hurry. Even if the northwest army does not move, tens of thousands of troops are there, plus the logistics supply, the civilians spend more than 100,000 taels of silver every month. This is still not moving. If the army advances westward and the supply line is lengthened, the cost will still double. The Junggar people are the most cunning, and they occupy the advantage of the terrain. Once the war begins, how can they be settled in a year or two?"

Cao Yong knew that the Sixteenth Prince was telling the truth, but he was also limited in ability. In the past, he always took advantage of the situation and made some money. This was for Kangxi to make money. After all, it was different from opening a shop by himself, and earning a thousand taels a month. Although he had several drafts in his mind, he was not yet mature.

Besides, he also learned a lesson from his father. He should leave three room for himself in everything so that he would not be killed by others.

"Sixteenth Master wants me to have some more kung fu, after all, this is not as good as the bidding of the Ministry of Internal Affairs. There is something to rely on, but only the principal. If you want to find a way to make money, it will not be enough in one or two days." Cao Yong thought about it and said.

Upon hearing this, the sixteenth prince nodded and said, "I know your difficulties, I just care a little bit to avoid complaining to the emperor."

"Well, I know." Cao Yong recalled the rumors he had heard recently and asked, "I heard that the Empress Dowager was feeling uncomfortable. Are you getting better now?"

The sixteenth prince replied: "It should be fine for the time being, but looking at the imperial physician, the Empress Dowager's body is no longer as old as in previous years, and she is still older."

Even if Cao Yong guessed that his mother was a clan daughter, he would not have thought that there was a relationship between Xiaozhuang. It was only because his mother's biological mother had been in the palace that the empress dowager treated her differently.

In later bloody dramas, the Queen Mother has always been a role of breaking up couples. However, the Queen Mother in the palace was not Kangxi's biological mother. Without the rampant "mother is noble by her son", she should not be able to do that.

In Cao Yong's heart, he regarded the culprit who was "forced" to leave Beijing as Xiaozhuang.

Originally, he had a bit of strangeness to these princes and princes due to his blood relationship; in half a year, he had already realized the reality.

Whether it is hundreds of years later or now, blood relationships and relatives are mostly just an excuse. It is natural to reach out and a natural excuse to take advantage of it.

Cao Yong didn't have the heart to climb that high branch, nor did he think about anything to cling to, but he felt a little respect for the old empress dowager who really loved her.

Although I don’t know how many years the empress dowager can live, she was over 70 years old and was considered a long life among the ancients. The Ministry of Internal Affairs had prepared the funeral after the empress dowager for a long time. The longevity materials were prepared more than ten years ago and painted twice a year.

When the sixteenth prince saw that Cao Yong had asked the Queen Mother, he didn't say anything, and he also remembered the relationship between him.

He turned his body sideways, approached Cao Yong, and said a little bit arrogant, "Furuo, call him sixteen... Uncle, listen?"

Cao Yong picked up the brush on the kang table, knocked it on the Sixteenth Prince's head, and said, "Sixteenth Master is free, right?"

The Sixteenth Prince was not annoyed, laughed twice, and got up and went out.

Someone outside looked at it. Cao Yong did not dare to ask for it. He could not bear to deliver it to the door in person. After watching him leave, he turned back and read the official documents of the Ministry of Revenue these days.

Some people can be sealed, and some are blurred, and they will be sent back to the Ministry of Revenue to re-made...

In the western suburbs, Laojun looks outside.

Hongjin looked at the ruins in front of him, and felt trembling all over and unable to speak. It had been five or six days since something happened here. He had received the news and had long been unable to help but want to come and take a look. However, he was stopped by Hongxi.

Even if it is a plot, it is just a "scheming". There is no evidence to show that the Taoist temple here is related to their brothers. Now that something is happening here, I don't know how many eyes look at it and look over and look at it. Isn't it just a trap?

So, Hongjin endured for several days, and today he happened to come to Changchun Garden for something, so he took a detour here to take a look.

Laojun saw that something happened and dozens of people who were kept here were destroyed. Hongxi was shocked, while Hongjin was really annoyed.

You should know that after the prince was "second deposed", many people were staring at Hongxi. Most of the matters outside the palace were handled by Hongjin.

After the "Princes" disappeared, it was not easy to gather this force, and Hongjin's efforts were also in it. He did not have a title, and the only one who could help his brother was this secret force.

Born in the royal family and growing up in the palace, he wanted to wear the hat of a prince even if he knew that the throne was hopeless.

Prince Cheng? Hongjin clenched his fists, his eyes were pitch black.

Did you know that the "Meng Guangzu Case" was the one who was the one who was in charge of the "Meng Guangzu Case" and gave you a warning?

He remained silent for a while and asked the person behind him, "Did Xing De and others... have no news?"

Xing De is a person in the world who is in a captive place and has great skills. Even if he has lost this stronghold, Hongjin hopes to have two good players.

"There is no news when it comes to the third master. But the second master has ordered him to stare at the side of the Prince Cheng's Mansion. On the night of the sixth day of the lunar month, there seemed to be riots in the royal palace over there. He heard the sound of killing, and then there was no movement and no details were found." The man standing behind him replied.

It has come to this point, and it is useless to continue watching. Hongjin turned around and got on his horse and returned to the city.

Who would have thought that he could be so down and out? Thinking of the days before the "destroyed" prince, Hongjin couldn't help but frown and complained about his deposed father.

OK, what kind of party should be formed? If my father can successfully ascend the throne, as the actual second son, Hongjin, a young follower who follows his brother, will at least be a royal title.

Although the spring is bright now, Hongjin's mood is only heavy. Compared with the elderly emperors who are already full of wings, the two brothers have some chance of winning.

While thinking about it, I heard the guards exclaim: "Third Master!"

Before Hongjin could recover, the cavalry under him was already running wildly. Seeing this, Hongjin pressed the reins hard, trying to stop the shocked horse.

With a "bang", the reins actually broke. Because of the excessive force, Hongjin held half of the reins and fell out.

If he falls to the ground, he will be injured; but if he is stuck in his boots with a kickstick and cannot jump, it is also particularly miserable...

In an instant, his mind seemed to be clear, and he remembered the situation when the two brothers met just now in Changchun Garden.

"Third brother, don't be upset. You have to repay this revenge." The brother patted his shoulder and said.

Because there are a few days left, his legitimate son will be forever for a hundred days. The brother said, "This is my legitimate nephew. If my brother ascended the throne, he will be given a princely hat."

At that time, Hongjin felt that his brother was confused. Yongjing was the eldest son and wanted to inherit his title. If he wanted to add the title, he would add it to his concubine's son, or he would have a second son in the future.

Prince's hat, respect forever...

Changchun Garden, Qingxi Bookstore.

Kangxi sat cross-legged on the kang, and the kang table was full of folds. Hongxi was ordered to come and stood beside him, grinding ink for his grandfather.

The bean green glaze inkstone in front of me doesn't look gorgeous, but it has dragon patterns engraved on it. Hongxi looked at the cinnabar and ink in his hand, which is also a special item for the emperor.

Now, I seem to be only one step away from that position, and it seems to be separated by thousands of mountains and rivers.

The cinnabar was grinded, and the blood-red color made Hongxi dizzy. When he thought of Hongjin, he felt so heartbroken. Who said that the Tian family had no brothers? He really treated Hongjin, who had been following him since he was a child, as his younger brother.
To be continued...